Stand before the glass, where whispers converge in rippling resonance.
The mirror does not lie, yet its truth is woven from shadows.
Didactic Reflection: When the past breathes life into present uncertainties, listen. It instructs with an ancient voice, guiding the footfalls on a path only half illuminated.
Haunted Lesson: There is a refrain sung by the spirits trapped between the dimensions—an aria of mistakes left uncorrected, a melody that ebbs yet remains indelible.
To grasp the elusive threads of tomorrow, embrace the enigma.
Let not the reflection falter, for in its depths lies the future's quiet symphony.